Easton smiled, 'I must be.' He thought so Natasha wouldn't get suspicious about what they were talking about. Easton picked up the pace, the muscles in his legs getting a little thicker so he could run faster.

Easton looked to Solomon, "That's a good idea to keep others from the island, but these people saw some pretty crazy stuff, what's to make sure they won't think it a dream and come back?" Easton asked, "Though that is a pretty good idea."

Natasha sighed lightly. "Fine, but I don't have claws so you'll have to do it." She said, though touched one of the humans, making some of their skin turn blue, like her natural skin was. Solomon looked to her. "He'll think he's turning into what I am." She shrugged with a smile.

Eaton smirked, he'd never really attempted anything like that, he tried but it didn't work. Instead he grew some feathers and molted them, he went for the medical kit next and found some superglue, he glued his feathers to the chest of another man. "Luckily they had glue, most people just have butterfly bandages." He stated.

Natasha giggled lightly. "I really want to see their faces when they wake up." She smiled, applying her 'blueness' to a few peoples faces, chests and necks. Solomon applied a numbing agent to a few of them, scratching a few lightly. With the numbing, they wouldn't feel it, and they'd scare themselves by thinking they're mutating.

"I think that's everyone." Easton smiled as he stood back and looked at their work, he had only had enough glue to do one person with his feathers, but he assumed that one was the leader. "And I think I can picture their faces when they come to." Easton said, taking a deep breath as his eyes bugged.

Natasha laughed lightly, Solomon chuckling. "I'd better send them out, since I'm the only one to get their and back quick enough not to drown in the waves." She smiled, taking hold of the boat, disappearing with it, she pushing it in the direction away from the island, returning to the beach soaking wet. "I think that outta do it." She smiled.

Natasha gasped slightly at the idea. "I don't know.." She murmured. "I've never tried that before." She smiled, quite excited herself. "I'm gonna try it." She grinned. It took her quite some time to actually manage it, but in small amounts. Slowly but surely, teleporting dry.

"Well," Easton said, "I guess you can, maybe you'd get better as we go along." He wasn't sure why but he just felt this wasn't the last humans who would try to reach the island, he assumed they would have many more adventures together.

"I'll have to keep practicing." Natasha smiled, Solomon smiling lightly, "Come on. I bet I can beat you both, twice, at racing through the forest." She smiled. "Without teleporting?" Solomon asked, raising an eyebrow. "Oh.. Never mind.." She looked down with a small smile, Solomon chuckling.

Natasha nodded with a smile, looking around as they walked. It was literally the most perfect place to live. No litter in the forests, or on the beach. No poisonous fumes being emitted into the air. Everyone respected the plant life, and wildlife. No trees were cut down. News and messages were spread by talking to one another. Natasha didn't want humans arriving to pollute their way of life.

Easton was sure there were probably other mutants who produced toxic fumes and other harmful effects, but if they were here they would probably be living in a desert of their own creation, which he realized was kind of like a city.